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Malibu's outfit ^^^

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Malibu's outfit ^^^
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"Warner, if I die... Burn my diary! No one can ever see what's in there."

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Trent and I look at each other nervously. I thought he was so confident about this challenge. Hmm, I wonder what changed? Ugh, why couldn't I do a fun challenge like Duncan and Lindsay. They get to ride on jet ski's. This is so not fair!

"If you could just fill these out...!" Chris says as he hands us the insurance forms.

I look down again. Yeah, we could die. I can see the whole island from up here!

"But we already signed insurance forms at the beginning of the show!" I tell Chris.

"Yeah! But these are for organ donation! I have this cool cannibal challenge I wanna pitch to the producers, and this'll go a long way toward budgeting free props! Here comes the drop, guys!"

Trent and I both look down. I don't see anything.

"I don't see the drop zone!" Trent tells me.

"Me neither!"

"Uh, I don't think I can do this!" Trent says nervously.

"Oh, come on. I thought you were so confident," I tease.

I jokingly slap his arm, but he starts to teeter off balance and eventually falls out the plane completely. I look down in absolute horror as he falls quickly to the ground.

"Trent!" I shriek.

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"I didn't mean to push him out the plane! I'm only 18, I can't go to jail for murder. My mom would kill me!"

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"Okay. Pull the blue cord first, then the red. Blue, then red. Blue! Red?! Ah!" I scream, then I jump out the plane.

This would be amazing if I were absolutely sure I'm not gonna die!

After awhile I pull the appropriate cords, and my parachute thankfully opens. Truthfully, that's what scared me the most. I was afraid Chris was going to pull something like replacing my parachute with something, resulting in my untimely death. I'm not sure where Trent landed, but I'm relieved that I survived.

There's my friends, and there's the couch I'm suppose to land on. My friends cheer me on and I land gently on my goal. I let out the breath I was holding since I jumped.

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